i heard the story on the radio it's a shame the way they tried to paint you down here i just thought you were being paranoid now that your turn has come around and it's a, a long road, and it must get hard to walk my doors always open if you need someplace to stop and it's a, a long day and it must get hard to do when it feels like everybody just wants a piece of you i just don't get how you don't get it 'cause you used to be so good at pointing out the sh** and now your tied up in knots and everything you've got is slipping away before you even had it and it's a, a long road and it must get hard to walk my door's always open if you need someplace to stop and it's a, a long day and it must get hard to do when it feels like everybody just wants a piece of you and i don't mean for this to sound angry sad if you leave anything at all you don't know how i hate to see you knocked down but i know i'd be the last one that you'd call and it's a, a long road and it must get hard to walk my door's always open if you need someplace to stop and it's a, a long day and it must get hard to do when it feels like everybody just wants a piece of you